About us

All my life, I’ve been broken and never knew that I was broken. My name is Teka. I was a military brat who came from a broken family, as well. My biological father was never in the picture. So, I have been to many different places.

It really all started, and it stemmed off of the murder of my sister. I was broken, and I was never the same. That is what I can remember, all the brokenness, cause after my sister’s murder, I was numb, I didn’t care. When it was time to bury her, I didn’t go back any say a final goodbye. When they buried her, I didn’t cry at her funeral. I believe that’s where it stemmed. I shut that door, locked that door, and that's where I feel all the brokenness began. That was when all the bad things started to happen in my life; I started running away from home, sleeping with different men to try to fill that void, drinking, smoking, partying, clubbing, I was on talk shows, being part of that dysfunction, and I even had an abortion. Just on a destruction path of unrighteousness, medicating on sin after sin. I remember it came down to save my son from gang violence, and Christ opened a door for me to move to another location, another city, another state. I didn’t want to go because there was nothing out there that related to the type of behavior I was used to living. I remember struggling so much, still trying to find myself, still medicating with weed, cigarettes, and even drinking Hennessy. I recall one day sitting outside crying, very flushed, looking up at the sky, smoking a cigarette, feeling broken and lost.

My neighbor, a nice Caucasian man, came to me one day and spoke into my life. He said that Christ had great things for me and that this too shall pass; this is nothing compared to what he has for my life and greatness. I will continue to keep praying and seeking Him, and not to give up. This brother was an older, white, Christian man. I didn’t know that he was planting seeds and interceding in my life. I would hear Christ more often as I prayed, letting me know that He preserved me for such a time. I did not understand that there was a hit out for my life by Satan. He did not want me to proceed; he did not want me to draw close to Christ. Satan did not want me to keep the laws, statutes, and commandments, and to submit to Christ.

Therefore, there was so much turmoil, there was so much sickness, there were so many symptoms, and there was so much tit for tat; unforgiveness, anger, and undelivered issues. I always knew I was different; I knew I would never fit into this world, no matter what I did. Thankfully, Christ opened my eyes and showed me His true name, Ahayah. So, Christ wanted me to start this group for women just like me who were broken but still can color, for them to understand that they have value, that they are still phenomenal, that they still are worthy of being a daughter of Zion; a help meet.

Hello,

            My name is sis Ya-Na Yasharahla, also widely known as Felicia. Lol Bye Felicia. Let me get serious, lol, my journey started back in 2014. I was in a dark, corrupt-wicked place. My relationship was going to the pits of hell. I had 4 babies back-to-back. I was battling with fornication, adultery, anger, depression, alcohol, so much that I am so grateful AHAYAH, through the spirit of Yashaya, brought me out of it. I remember when I started really searching for AHAYAH, even though I was raised in the Christian church from a child. I understood to always pray. So somehow, I became curious if Islam, of the way they did things. So, I tried them; I started not wanting to eat pork, plus at the time I was self-experimenting because I did not want to be on blood pressure meds. But in that experiment, I noticed the difference in eating certain meats. Jumping back on topic, I tried Islam, but that did not feel right. So, somehow, I was one day watching that Tina Turner movie “What’s Love Got to Do” lol. I was battling and then things that I was comparing myself to, try Buddha, or however you spell the demon’s name lol. It was so bad.

            When I would take my babies to school, I would be listening to that mess! Not realizing that I was letting a demon enter into my babies. Now as a mother, we’ll always be ready to go to war and let mam bear come out when protecting our babies. But I was not aware, nor ready to prepare for this spiritual war. So eventually I stopped after I learned that there were levels to that. As well as, I also had a good friend who was bringing me back to Christ. So, I went back into what I always knew the Christian doctrine. She showed me how to fast, and we began to study. We would do this once we dropped our kids off at school. We would call each other and study in the word. The day it happened, I was sitting at my kitchen table.

For some reason, the sister was unavailable. So, I had to study alone. So, I thought. I remember asking the Father to please show me where his true spirit is. As a child, I always wanted to know about Passover, but could never get an answer other than it is done away. However, after praying, I decided to go on YouTube. I came across a brother speaking about who we are according to the Bible. And that he was a part of this church called GOCC. I asked him to send me the video. I saw Elders Rawchaa and Lawya and other street preaching. I was so blown and relieved. My spirit felt right. I was trying to get all the knowledge I could. Not knowing there were more stumbling blocks, even in this truth. Just me being happy to see my people waking up to who we are. I didn’t think there was harm in listening to them. I became tossed to and fro. I started to get confused. So, I stepped away, I prayed and prayed. Because I did not want to go back to doing wrong.

So, one night, Elder Rawchaa came on and did a 5-hour blog talk. He answered every question I had. And when he talked about being tossed to and fro, I just knew Father was answering my prayer. The spirit of Yashaya was there. Fast forward, while being in this truth, it can get lonely. Your family thinks you are crazy, and they begin to say you are listening to the Devil. I always wanted and needed to be with a sister group that was grounded in AHAYAH and Yashaya. Just to work on us as sisters in the body. As I was on TikTok, I came across a sister's live. I was hesitant, but I joined in. As I was listening, we were on the same page. Sister Teka 😊. Sis Teka started a helpful group that tackles, with the help of Yashaya, the things we. As sisters, wives, and daughters of Zion need. Broken Crayons Can Still Color. We are broken; however, we can still be useful for the body of Yashaya. We just have to work on what is broken. We are the daughters of Zion, and we are returning to our power of AHAYAH. I thawadah AHAYAH through the spirit of Yashaya and mother Rawach Qadash (Holy Spirit) for GOCC and my Beloved Sister Teka. I just want to say stay and be encouraged. Keep working, our time is almost here. Let us be Meek. Ahman,

Sis Ya-Na